Chapter 63: She Was Not Afraid Of Bitterness, Nor Was She Fond Of Sweetness; She Was Simply Greedy For The Fragrant Sweetness In The Young Master's Mouth
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After finishing her words, Young Master Meng did not give the Princess a chance to continue rubbing against her. She quickly stood up and stepped back a few paces. She picked up the cooled medicine from the side and handed it to Li Qiubai, urging her stiffly, "Do not make trouble. You should drink the medicine first!"
As Young Master Meng's face turned slightly red, she still deliberately maintained a stern and annoyed expression, which made the Princess feel relaxed.
After losing the soft body she could lean on, the Princess did not mind. She casually leaned back against the hard wooden headboard and turned her head to look at Young Master Meng. She curved her lips and said, "The medicine is bitter. I do not want to drink it."
Perhaps she did not expect that the Princess, who had just been so well-behaved and gentle, would suddenly throw a small tantrum. Meng Chang'an was stunned for a moment.
The Princess only showed weakness and called out in pain at the beginning. After that, even when the medicine was applied again, she did not call out in pain in front of Shen Lingyun. She just silently endured it. Not only that, but during the moments of pain, she could even distract herself by teasing her, which made her forget her worries in that fluttering state.
However, this was still painful since the Princess was injured so badly.
Thinking of this, Meng Chang'an could not help but feel a bit annoyed. She quickly softened her voice and gently coaxed, "How can the wound heal if you do not drink? Drink your medicine well. After you finish, I will find some candied fruits for you to ease the taste."
Upon hearing this, Li Qiubai did not refuse anymore. She just smiled and replied, "Then you must keep your word."
"When has this Young Master ever failed to keep a promise?"
After just glaring at Li Qiubai, the Young Master sat back down on the edge of the bed and once again handed the bowl of medicine to Li Qiubai, softly saying, "Drink it."
However, the Princess, who had earlier had the strength to tug at Shu Yao's clothes, now would not even lift her hand. She just raised an eyebrow at Young Master Meng and indicated, "Feed me."
Young Master Meng was stunned for a moment.
After the Princess finished speaking, she said no more. She continued to lean against the headboard, looking at Young Master Meng with a clear implication that if Young Master Meng did not take action, she would not speak either.
With no choice, the Young Master could only comply.
Moving a bit closer to the Princess, Meng Chang'an scooped the medicine from the bowl and brought it to the Princess' lips.
Only then did the Princess open her mouth to drink the medicine.
However, even while drinking the medicine, this woman still would not behave properly. She kept smiling and directed her gaze at Young Master Meng's face.
That seductive look, combined with the Princess' loosely hanging inner clothes, gradually made the Young Master, who was dressed neatly, feel a bit embarrassed.
Taking advantage of the moment when the Young Master blushed and lowered her head to scoop the medicine, Li Qiubai could not help but laugh and seized the opportunity to ask, "What would you do if I accidentally lost my life this time?"
Meng Chang'an's wrist paused slightly.
After finally calming her mind, Young Master Meng could not stop the slight grievance that surged to her heart when she heard the Princess' question. She answered in a muffled voice, "What does it matter to me if Her Highness is willing to risk her life for others?"
Such bitter words surprised Li Qiubai for a moment.
The worry in this person's eyes could not be concealed at all. She originally thought that this question would allow her to hear Young Master Meng express her true feelings, but she did not expect that this person still remember the scene where she blocked the arrow for Shu Yao.
At this moment, she did not know how to explain her relationship with Shu Yao to the Young Master.
The Princess, who usually spoke so eloquently, could not find a way to explain this misunderstanding to her beloved in that instant.
It was just a moment of stiffness in her expression. After that, the Princess did not lose her composure too much; she could only smile helplessly and look up to observe the Young Master's changing expression.
However, after waiting for a long time without the Princess explaining, Young Master Meng felt that her heart seemed to grow heavier.
After considering her inappropriate relationship with the Princess, the Young Master felt too weak to say anything more. She silently endured the faint bitterness in her throat and continued the action of feeding the medicine.
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She fed the Princess the medicine spoonful by spoonful until the porcelain bowl was nearly empty. Only then did Young Master Meng feel relieved, and she stood up as if escaping, with a stiff face, saying, "You should rest for a bit. I will go find some candied fruit for you."
Unfortunately, before Young Master Meng could escape from the bedside, the Princess had already pulled her sleeve.
Forced to stop, Young Master Meng was yanked back beside the bed and fell into a seated position. The Princess, who had just complained about being afraid of bitterness and wanted to eat candied fruit, was not in a hurry at this moment. Instead, she leaned close to Young Master Meng and laughed softly while wrapping her arms around her, saying, "You do not need to look for it; I can find it myself."
After saying that, before the dense and unresponsive Young Master could react, Li Qiubai had already leaned in to kiss the corner of Young Master Meng's mouth.
This sudden warmth stunned Young Master Meng for a moment. However, thinking of the resentment in her heart, she had no mood to respond to the Princess' kiss.
It was not until the Princess' agile tongue slipped into her mouth along her lips that Young Master Meng raised her hand to rest on the Princess' shoulder.
"Mm... Do not..."
Young Master Meng's refusal was too obvious, but the Princess seemed unaware. She tightened her embrace around Young Master Meng even more.
Unable to push the Princess away and fearing that the struggle might reopen the Princess' wounds, Young Master Meng did not dare to use any force.
Left with no choice, Young Master Meng stopped resisting and allowed the Princess to act recklessly.
The lingering bitterness of the medicine in the Princess' mouth flowed along their connected lips into Young Master Meng's mouth.
The lingering kiss made Young Master Meng's limbs feel increasingly weak.
It was not until the Princess noticed that the hands resting on Young Master Meng's shoulder had gradually lost their strength and only lightly lingered there that she relaxed her grip and gently sucked on Young Master Meng's lips.
The long-awaited kiss always left people with lingering memories.
Not only the Princess but even Young Master Meng, whose heart ached with sweetness, was enchanted by this kiss.
Clearly, what flowed from the Princess' lips into Young Master Meng's mouth was the bitter and astringent taste of the leftover medicine, but what spread to Young Master Meng's heart was as sweet as honey.
The tongue tasted bitterness, and as they entwined, the rich bitterness of the medicine gradually spread in Young Master Meng's mouth, filling the space between her lips and teeth.
Yet, even so, Young Master Meng found it sweet as honey.
It was not until the Princess noticed that Young Master Meng was beginning to respond in kind that she finally released her grip, resting her forehead against Young Master Meng's and laughing gently, "Look, it's both sour and sweet, much better than candied fruits."
After Meng Chang'an reacted to what the Princess meant by "sour," she felt both shy and angry. Meng Chang'an quickly suppressed the urge to continue pressing her lips against the Princess' lips. She pulled her head back and glared at the Princess, angrily saying, "Who is sour?!"
The sight of the Young Master looking like a lion cub with fried fur only made the Princess happier.
She did not retort but laughed in agreement, saying, "Perhaps it is I who is sour. Look, my mouth is both sour and bitter now, so I naturally need to use your sweet mouth to suppress the taste."
After saying that, the Princess continued to press her lips against the Young Master's lips.
She was not afraid of bitterness, nor was she fond of sweetness; she was simply greedy for the fragrant sweetness in the Young Master's mouth.
This time, the Young Master showed no signs of resistance. Instead, she followed her heart's desire, slightly closed her eyes, and allowed the Princess to lick her lips.
After all, the person who was seriously injured could not handle such vigorous movements and struggles without affecting her wounds. After the kiss, the Princess ultimately could not withstand the heart-wrenching pain. She could not help but gasp and sank softly into the Young Master's embrace.
"You, is this not just asking for trouble?"
Young Master Meng merely sighed softly, then gradually tightened her arms, holding the Princess tightly in her embrace with a pained heart.
She also could not bear to blame the Princess for her reckless behavior. She had no intention of quarreling with the Princess over those heartbreaking misunderstandings during her time of injury. She silently endured the bitterness in her heart and whispered against the Princess' hair, "Promise me that from now on, you will never wrong yourself like this for others and make yourself suffer."
To this day, whenever Meng Chang'an recalled the sight of the Princess bleeding profusely, she still felt a lingering fear and pain.
Thinking of this, the Young Master tightened her embrace even more.
“Alright, I will listen to you.”
After letting out a small breath, the Princess responded with a smile. Then she lifted her hand and gently stroked the Young Master's cheek, sweetly saying, “Then you must not be upset anymore, alright?”
Only then did the Young Master allow a small smile to appear.
It was rare for the Princess to show such a soft side, which had long melted the Young Master’s heart over and over.
At this moment, Young Master Meng truly experienced what it meant to be spoiled by one's favor.
Forcing down the smile that was creeping up, the Young Master kept a straight face and said, “Whether I am upset or not depends on how Your Highness behaves from now on.”
Hearing her speak like this, the Princess couldn't help but follow with a soft smile.
This person was always like this, whether happy or unhappy, it always clearly showed on her face, making it easy for others to understand her thoughts at a glance.
Unfortunately, there wasn't much time for them to stay warm together before someone knocked on the door.
"Your Highness, Miss Ye has an urgent matter and requests to see you!"
Upon hearing Yuechu's call, Meng Chang'an couldn't help but frown slightly.
What important matter could Ye Wuyou possibly have to discuss with the Princess?
Could it be that woman saw her elder brother walking with the Princess and became jealous, now wanting to take advantage of the Princess' severe injury to harm her?
Thinking of this, Meng Chang'an's gaze toward the door was tinged with a bit of caution.
"Let her in."
Unlike Meng Chang'an's tense vigilance, Li Qiubai appeared quite at ease. Seeing the expression on the Young Master's face, the Princess found it amusing, though she didn’t say much. She simply put some distance between them, got out of bed, and grabbed an outer robe to drape over herself.
Earlier, when the Young Master and Shen Lingyun came to visit the Princess, Yuechu, who was guarding the door, didn’t know the Princess had woken up. This was why she hadn’t stopped Young Master Meng, allowing her to push open the door and enter the room, which had led to misunderstandings and trouble between the Princess and the Young Master.
Now that Yuechu knew the Princess was awake and alone with the Young Master, two women reunited after a disaster, they naturally had endless things to talk about. Yuechu dared not let Ye Wuyou in casually, lest she spoil the good moment between the Princess and the Young Master.
However, Yuechu, having received the Princess’ approval, didn’t realize how ill-timed her call was. If she had known what the two had been doing earlier, she surely would have kept Ye Wuyou at the door obediently.
Author's Note:
The comment section is full of rumors! There is no 10,000-character update. Only half of what she said is correct! The author's phone did indeed fall into the washing machine! So, for those few days, the author was using a friend's backup phone, which had nothing on it, not even the writing app. After getting a new phone, the author reinstalled the writing app, but unfortunately, a lot of data was lost—heartbreaking... (The author has always written on their phone and rarely uses a computer, rarely writes on a computer, so everything was stored on the phone.)
This month has been truly rough. My old ailment flared up again, and I had to go to the hospital several times, which not only cost money but also brought disaster. It’s been hard to settle down and focus on writing. Fortunately, I've mostly adjusted now, and finally, I’m back alive.
Oh, right! Fortunately, our little kittens have successfully turned one month old! Six were born, and five survived. Lately, I've been surrounded by seven cats...
